the night claims its secrets
while my dreams dance with white sheep
where angels unfurl their wings
and ghostly shadows sing
to the crystal glass shattered
an aria of night’s horror
levitates flames of such beauty
rustling winds mournfully harsh
admonish me to bow
in silent holy prayer
it comes to all mankind
when transformational life
begins scattering the ashes
with eulogies so bereaved
the mystery life and death
touched by a sudden chill
the mountain’s wise messenger
swoops avoiding cinders’ sear
and searching for an answer
he crouches low eyes aglow
with ivory wings spread
he circles the night crying
for all who loved and cherished
the dearly departed one
sighing who who who
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem